-Weakness

you;

I looked up at Jiho's door.

What had gone into me? Horrible love, I can't do this...

I lifted up my fist and let it fall again. I sighed, shaking my head. I was about to knock, but looked at the doorbell.

Knocking would be more silent and maybe he'd ignore me.

I nodded and knocked quietly on the white door.

Not one movement was heard and an unknown tear ran down my left cheek. I wiped it away and pressed the doorbell firmly. One part of me wanted to hear Jiho coming towards the door, opening it, leaning at the door frame and smirking his player smile that could make every girl pregnant within just this one second, but the other part of me was just about to go and slap myself for pushing the button of the doorbell.

But again, I didn't hear anything at all as all of a sudden my name got called.

Once, twice.

I looked to the garage and next to it stood Jiho, being flawless as always. We stared at each other for what seemed like an eternity to me before I broke the staring-contest. "Why are you outside?"

He didn't reply for some seconds, he hesitated. "I...I locked myself out."

He has such awesome talents, bravo!

My heartbeat fastened as Jiho turned his back to me and walked away.

"He's lying to me, he's always lying to me." I shook my head and looked through the little window in the door. I could see the window of his living room and how he sat down in front of it, crooked.

I rolled my eyes but my heart told me to go to the other side of the house. Cheesy, eh?

So, there I was, walking to the place Jiho sat and silently I sat down next to him.

He looked at me and I emotionlessly stared back before looking forward.

I felt his stinging gaze still longing on me and I couldn't take it anymore. "What?"

"I love you, Yeonnie ah." Jiho spoke softly and my heart skipped a beat when he called me by my nickname, which I really missed.

I love you, too! You're not a bad person! You hung around with true friends, yes, but they didn't do good things and that's why you did these things, too! But you're not bad and I love you until death and beyond!

Don't you dare to say this, Kang Yeunja.

I gulped loudly, gazing into his eyes while his pupils shifted from left to right as if Jiho wanted to read the answer written in my eyes. But it was never in my eyes, but in my heart.

Idiot.

"Why don't you answer me?" Jiho broke the awkward silence and I just blinked, not responding.

"Please, Yeunja. I...please just tell me something, something that shows your feelings. I want to see what you think of me...I beg you."

I can't. I halfway closed my eyes at his pleading voice that burned holes in my ears and made me cry rivers.

I wanted to kiss Jiho so badly. I wanted to hug him even more.

I tilted my head and turned my upper body to him and continued to look deeply into his eyes as Jiho leaned forward, coming closer until the sides of our noses touched.

I looked down as his closed lips trembled slowly. Jiho them minimally and parted his lips slightly. He was waiting patiently for my movements. Any other guy would've kissed me, eaten me up alive already.

But he didn't, because Jiho is different in so many ways, how can you not love him?

I leaned in even more, brushing my lips against his.

I pulled away, still having my forehead leaning on Jiho's.

Jiho breathed unsteadily and I shook my head, attacking his lips out of nowhere.
I had the chance to, so, why not? For god's sake!

We moved our lips in unison and Jiho slowly brought his hand up my back, embracing it lovely.

Additionally he tilted his head, deepening it even more.

I sighed and wrapped my arms around his broad neck, pulling him a bit closer, if that was possible.

Jiho was pulling away at once. "Yeonnie ah? Did you kiss me because...I persuaded you or because-"

"I love you...because I love you..." a tear rolled down my cheek and I opened my eyes, seeing him not smiling, but again, gazing into my eyes. "Honestly, did you do it because I told you I love you?"

"Jiho...I-I know what you did, but I got to know you and heard enough of people who know you better. I interpreted what your friends told me...they only talked good of you...and all the others. Your boss, your other relati-"

He cut me with a short yet lingering and passionate kiss. "You...you can't imagine how...how happy I am. I'm so happy to know that you talk to me. I'd understand if not. I'm a bastard...but you..."

"I love you." I smiled and pecked his lips. "I love you, Woo Jiho, and the Zico inside you. I love both of you."

He chuckled. "Actually, it's one person, it's only Zico. But this Zico changed to a better."

I sat down on his lap and hugged him tightly, whispering. "I love you..."

"Okay, that's enough of telling me so, nobody ever told it me that often."

I pouted at Jiho's sentence, facing him, too. "But I do..."

He slowly starting caressing my lips and I fell into his kiss again, but after some time I pulled away. "Are you sure you don't have a key somewhere?"

"Key, for wha- oh yeah, right...Wait, that one day, when I was still working and you came to me, I gave you my spare key, right? Did you give it back to me?"

I shook my head and he stood up, holding me in his arms bridal-style.

"Y-yah, Jiho! Let me down! Where are you going?!" I clung onto his neck for my dear life and he giggled. "To your house, getting my key."

I smiled and jumped off of his arms. We walked onto the sidewalk as Jiho took my hand. "Oh god, this is what I've waited for, holding Kang Yeunja's hand again." he spoke in daze as he entwined our fingers.

I flushed and looked down, but he pulled my chin up. "Yah, don't hide your red ears, they're so cute..."

I hit his chest playfully and he faked a whine. "What powers are hidden in these cute fists...unbelievable."

I smiled and Jiho kissed my forehead. "Don't leave me again. For the sake of my house."

"What?" I looked at him and he nodded. "You'll maybe see later."

We arrived at my house and I quickly got inside on my own, Jiho waited outside.

"Where were you, Yeunja?" Heesok questioned and I shrugged. "At somebody's, none of your business."

"Who?" she asked as I got upstairs, quickly rummaging in my stuff. "Where could it be~?"

I snapped my fingers. "Ah right, that black Gucci purse!"

I ran towards my closet and Heesok arrived at my door frame. "Who?

I pushed her out of my way, what wasn't that difficult to do but Heesok continued nagging. "I'll tell appa that-"

"What?" I turned around and crossed my arms as my sister tried to find a good answer. "That you were outside!"

"Shoot me, I'm such a bad girl! Going out at 5pm. If he's coming home earlier, tell him I won't be home for a while."

I opened the door and stepped out, letting it remain open widely.

I saw Jiho waving at Heesok shortly before he slid his hand around my waist, kissing my temple. "Found it?"

"Yep." I showed him my purse and he smiled, pecking my lips. "It's a...pretty purse, I guess."

I smiled lightly and tried to ignore my sister's shouting. "Y-yah! Yeunja ah! Come back here, immediately! I'm your bigger sister! Come back here now! What are you doing with Woo Jiho?!"

She screamed some other questions down the street, but we just kept on walking in peace.

We came back to his house and entered it. Jiho held the key my way. "Keep it. I want you to do so."

I held it in my closed fist with a little beam. "You love me so much to give me your spare key?"

He nodded and slung his long arms around my torso. "Exactly." Jiho kissed me again and walked into the kitchen to hang his and my jacket on the wall.

In that time, I sauntered into his living room and gasped in shock. "Jiho! Somebody was in your house!" I looked at the heavy mess in the room. There were plants on the ground, the pot of them broken. Magazines also laid all over the floor, even some photos and books from shelves laid there and Jiho looked down as he arrived next to me. "That wasn't somebody else...it was me."

My head jerked his way and my eyes widened. "Wh-wh-what?! Y-you did this here?! Why?!"

He put his hands in his pockets and Jiho's body turned to me. "That Siwon guy wanted you and because you were angry at me, you didn't talk to me...and...I couldn't control myself."

"But why...? You halfway destroyed your living room!" I shook him and he bit his lip. "And my bedroom, it looks even worse."

I blinked with tears in my eyes. "Why?..."

"I can't live properly without you. I need you. You're my everything. You're my world...why do I need another world when I can have you? That's why it looks like this here..."

Tears escaped my eyes carelessly and I shook my head. "It's all because of me..."

He my cheeks and wiped away my tears. "Babe, no...it's just...I can't be without you." Jiho kissed me softly and I sobbed. "I was causing this..."

"Listen...don't go, please. If you go again and leave my life I'd probably hang myself, and I'm scared of that. I beg you, I love you, don't go."

I nodded and he kissed me a last time. "You mean everything to me, honestly. I just went to work and came home to sleep. I didn't eat, just some dry bread and drank water...and worked again. That's all I did during that time. I ran miles when I didn't have to work because I didn't want to think of anything. I lost weight. A lot. I need you, and I need your love. Yeunja..."

I hugged him, his words were too much for me to handle. Jiho's beautiful words out of Jiho's beautiful mouth.

I couldn't contain such feelings that well, so, hugging him was the only thing possible right now. "This was like for...more than three months, maybe four and you..."

"Yes...everyday. I wanted you back...and now I have you back and I could cry...but I'm a man!"

"You're my Jiho...I don't care." I smiled brightly and as he smiled, his eyes formed crescent moons while a single tear ran down his cheek. "I love you."

I gave him a peck and he leaned his head against mine.

"Shall we eat...a bit maybe?" I asked carefully and Jiho rubbed his neck. "I don't know...my stomach got smaller because I couldn't eat...If I eat I'll maybe throw up." he paused longly.

"Can I watch you eating?"

I laughed and shrugged.

"Let's go." Jiho said, softly grabbing my wrist.

I sat down and he warmed up something, then laying it down in front of me. "My friends brought me this yesterday morning...it's from the food stand. My favorite meal. They couldn't watch me suffer, but I didn't touch it even once. Please eat well." he sat across from me and I just stared at the noodles with chicken. "I can't eat that...it's yours."

"Eat it, girl, I'll start eating normally soon again. Do this for me."

After the "do this for me", I dug in slowly.

It tasted perfectly fine and I nodded smiling. "It's good!"

Jiho grinned lovely and caressed my hand, taking it into his own. "I've waited for you for so long...but I didn't give up."

"Do you want me crying while I eat?" I looked at him, munching the food with a closed mouth and he chuckled, shaking his head.

I looked down at the noodles, then at Jiho. I smiled again, taking some of them with the chopsticks. "Come here, Jiho."

He hesitated before giving in, sitting down next to me.

"Say ah~" I spoke cutely and Jiho let me feed him the small portion. He hid his mouth with his hand shortly. "Yah~ mashiseyo~"

I nodded and wanted to give him another chopstick-portion of noodles but he was chewing. "I have to enjoy this, Yeonnie ah~"

I bit my lip lovely at Jiho's cute voice and ate on by myself.

"I love it when you feed me." he leaned his head against my shoulder and I tsk-ed. "What do you not love?"

"When I'm not around you~"

"Jiho, you're so cheesy!" I slapped his arm and Jiho shrugged, looking at me. "What can I do?" he straightened up, "I'm in love."

I shook my head at his confession. "Me too, don't worry."

"WHO'S IT?!" he panicked and I shrugged with a sly smirk, eating. "I don't know..."

He tickled me and I pushed the plate further away, laughing loudly.

In the evening, we watched a comedic movie that was shown on some random channel.

After it ended, Jiho looked at me. "I'll drive you home."

I obeyed his wish quickly and we left for the door.

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The car ride was way too short, in my opinion. We talked a bit, but that was it, not more.

We arrived in front of my big house and both inhaled at the same time. The both of us chuckled and I looked over to my house before turning my attention to Jiho again.

"Déjà-vu..." he blinked slowly.

"Déjà-vu..." I stated just like him and he leaned in for a chaste peck, not like the first time he brought me home.

"I'll maybe call you..." Jiho grazed my cheek and I nodded. I undid my seatbelt and opened the door, looking inside a last time. "See you. I love you."

"And I love you." he made a kiss-mouth and I smiled, closing the door. I shook my head with a big beam and entered my house just to be greeted by Heesok.

"Appa...she's home." she said curtly and I rolled my eyes. Way to ruin my mood, sister.

My father showed up and smiled. "Heesok told me there was something with you."

I gave her a mean glare and she shrugged, spinning around. "She has a boyfriend again."

Don't you dare...

"Woo Jiho."

I tried killing her with my stare but she still remained alive.

Whatever. I walked past them, upstairs, but my father shouted at me. "Yeunja?! Do you actually know what he did?! How he behaved?! He's a heartless rascal!"

"I love him, appa! I freaking love Jiho from the bottom of my heart! And I guess I know him better than you! Past is past, get over it!" I yelled and turned to the stairs again, now walking upwards.

My father halfway exploded. "You're not allowed to meet him, Yeunja ah! Never!"

"Tsk, how old am I? Six?" I chuckled and closed my door quietly. I inhaled loudly through my nose as I laid down on my bed and glanced at the door for a moment, closing my eyes then.

  AUTHOR NOTE;   are you all happy now? :DD
the next chp would be something
ahem.

i alrdy wrote that. omg.
btw, sorry late sunday update ;D

I want this to be done, I have planned another zico fic alrdy ;D